world beside the light
both of them are mostly you--
I, between my self
world beside the light
both of them are mostly you--
I, between my self
"He was nauseous with regret when he saw her face again, and when, as of yore, he pleaded and begged at her knees for the joy of her being. She understood Neal; she stroked his hair; she knew he was mad."
---Jack Kerouac, On The Road: The Original Scroll
I, between myself
fallen through shadows, hearing
whispering voices
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whispering voices
in the cosmos all around
say we are in love
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When asked how World War III would be fought, Einstein replied that he didn't know. But he knew how World War IV would be fought: With sticks and stones.
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this is beautiful, mazhurwhispering voices
in the cosmos all around
say we are in love
Say we are in love
With life, Say we embrace its
smooth finality
smooth finality,
bows with elegance and exits--
broken heart remains...
Some of us laugh
Some of us cry
Some of us smoke
Some of us lie
But it's all just the way
that we cope with our lives...
broken heart remains,,,
desires reduced to dust
dust sighs with the wind
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When asked how World War III would be fought, Einstein replied that he didn't know. But he knew how World War IV would be fought: With sticks and stones.
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dust sighs with the wind
tempest-tossed boughs cry in pain
brown leaves whisper death
brown leaves whisper death
hollow trunks yawn like monsters
ready to gulp life
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When asked how World War III would be fought, Einstein replied that he didn't know. But he knew how World War IV would be fought: With sticks and stones.
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nice one barabara.
brown leaves whisper death
runaway breezes forbid
to die as mere souls
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...the smell of flowers through metal labyrinths.
hmmmmm....
ready to gulp life
the silver waves await stark
opportunities...
to die as mere souls
wretched lives gave in to vague
opportunities...
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...the smell of flowers through metal labyrinths.
Thank u. *bow*
enjoy the moment
mix the sugar cubes to it
drop it in your cup
drop it in your cup
and pour the milk onto it--
there, you have a dream!
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...the smell of flowers through metal labyrinths.
Thanks, symphony. Nice "duos"!
No sugar no love?
The other way round, more like,
no love no sugar!